Coping

I might tell you what is wrong
But I won't expect a fixing
Got a lot in my mind
Seeing the starts align
Right above me it's missing
The most beautiful part
The most beautiful heart
Different pieces of art
They got smoked with a cart
These emotions are mixing

Hey, leave me alone for a second
I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed
I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him
I guess he calls it coping
Oh my God, I need you back for a second
The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present
Don't even know what I should do
That ain't the right thing to do
But I just call it coping

My hands tied but I'm hoping
Problems don't go away when I'm smoking
I guess it's just myself I'm provoking
A little controlling
Like a snowball, I'm so cold when I'm rolling
And that is
Not me but I'll survive
Should I call it revive
The way I'm ahead of my time
The way I speak when I rhyme
The way I smoke all of these bitches to way back to the line
Yes, I'm okay
But that is needless to say
Cause If you say I can't do something I'll do it anyway
Any day, do you remember the way I used to play
So don't be messing with the coach my nigga there's no replay
I'll replace my biggest fear and I will not leave a trace
In this race there is no coming back so keep up the pace
In my face, there is no sweating down that falls without grace
I embrace, my biggest talent while I make up a phase

Hey, leave me alone for a second
I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed
I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him
I guess he calls it coping
Oh my God, I need you back for a second
The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present
Don't even know what I should do
That ain't the right thing to do
But I just call it coping

Biggest demons are calling
But tell me what's the point if I go back to the vice
If I say I won't do it again then I do it twice
The way I messing with my feelings like I'm rolling the dice
Very nice
But not so nice when I see that I'm alone while dealing with it
I see my past my cousin asks why the fuck did I went and did it
He has told me before that it's myself who I'm choking
I tell him that's how I'm coping

Hey, leave me alone for a second
I've been trynna fit in in places where I'm not welcomed
I've been trynna find the old me in the place that I lost him
I guess he calls it coping
Oh my God, I need you back for a second
The past is hitting hard but now I'm trusting my present
Don't even know what I should do
That ain't the right thing to do
But I just call it coping